What's bigger than a cloud? Seriously. And what is a cloud anyway? Air? Pretty much nothing. Wrap your head around that. Clouds encompass the globe and appear and disappear and reappear at their whim. Kind of like me. So that's what I'm going for here. Giganticism. And short sentences.
So what is the self in its rawest form? It is a ball of consciousness wrapped in flesh, constantly discovering itself. Its primary concern is its own well-being and sustenance. At times it thirsts for information regarding its own nature and that of the universe in which it resides, and at other times it is blissfully ignorant of itself and its surroundings. Often, new knowledge pertaining to such matters is discovered, or uncovered, by random chance, throughout the daily happenings of the individual. Other times it is sought out intentionally by means of studies, research, experience, and interactions.
Is the self ever complete? It can believe itself to be, although it can never be absolutely certain. Completeness is a matter of speculation based on the nature of the soul and just what exactly happens to it when the flesh ceases to function. Will all of our energies one day come to a sudden halt? or will we continue on in some other form? Throughout existence as we know it we seek to answer these questions. All of us are in this together and none of us know why. The individual self is a minuscule manifestation of mankind.
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